My Three...

My three companions seem to have settled down rather well into their new abode. Spirit in particular has surprised me with his behaviour, I expected him to be pacing the house endlessly meowing to be let out, instead, he sits and watches, lifting his nose frequently to smell the aromas drifting in on the breeze.

I have started to take him for walks outside so he can see more of his new territory.

Pixie on the other hand is very skittish, even when I move she takes off in a terrified panic, it will take her sometime to settle down and relax, it is not helping with all the workmen that come and go all day, loud and strange noises are perhaps a little too much to contend with as well as a new home.

She does have her moments though where she comes out of hiding and offers her tummy for tickling, bless her heart.

And as for Tarmie, well, he is content where ever I am.

If I am in sight he snuggles down to sleep, anywhere, anytime..........

My New Place To...........

My new place to walk is this beach in Jindalee, (apparently the aboriginal meaning is bare hill.)

It is a lot more rugged than the beaches closer to the city, and as I like, far more deserted.

Not sure how far I will be able to walk, or, where I may end up, or, what treasures I may find.

Lots of hours of ambling along in silence, just me in Gods endless beauty.

The walkway is a safer option of getting down onto the shoreline as these sand dunes will be full of snakes, all of which are highly venomous. The King Brown, Dugite and Tiger snakes are the most frequently sighted in the sand dunes, and although I find them fascinating do not particularly wish to have an up close and personal encounter with them seeing as I always walk alone.

I have missed my seaside strolls this last month, I had such a lot to do with the early completion of the house, I was not prepared as I figured I still had ample time to organise quotes for the flooring and window treatments, packing.

I realized yesterday when I stood there gazing out across the water just how much my soul misses the serenity of the ocean.

It calms and sooths, reinforces my connection with God and with myself.

Embraces me completely with love by just being here.

Many more mornings will I be here to greet the Sun as it rises to begin another day.................

Waiting For....................

Waiting for inspiration as to where to hang, or in some cases what to do with my masks, paintings, photographs and other pieces of art.

Seems this house is decreeing to be a place of Lightness.

Of space

Of peace

Of softness

A place of simplistic elegance, a place where rainbows dance across the walls bringing the Suns smile inside.....................

Today Was A Day Of.......................................

Today was a day of profound changes.

Deep shifts within that illuminated the magic of synchronicity.

A day where the effects of simplicity has left me extensively altered, intensely changed by one small act.

Sitting in the quiet I gazed upon myself with an transformed awareness, staring into the blankness that shone before me, tempting me to trust the hand of God as he pens my way, telling me to trust, to Be.

As the sky burst into a portrait of amber brilliance I sat and felt the radiance of its loveliness oozing into my veins, remembering my intrinsic connection to The Universe, feeling the nurturing power in the nothingness of silence.

As I gazed up at this spectacle of perfection I was reminded of the miracle of creation.

Of the endlessness of eternity.

The foreverness of love.

And in the purity of surrendering myself to Gods will, allowing him to transcribe my story with love so indescribable that I feel certain my heart will explode.

As the evening sky began to darken above I felt its warming passion heighten as the shadows overpowered the delicate clouds leading them into restfulness of another night, seeing in this moment the purity of Gods love, knowing that all is, exactly as it should be.........

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I Woke Up.......

I woke up this morning to Pixie's beautiful face looking at me.

She was even purring, I trust that she will not take too long to settle in.

Tarmie, meanwhile had decided to sleep on the floor under some cushion with my lovely newspaper curtains adding some privacy to his slumber.................

Pixie Finally.............

Pixie finally appeared out of the walk in robe last evening for a few frantic moments.

Rushing nervously around the house viewing her new domain, she jumped at the slightest noise or movement, bless her.

Round and around she paced before retreating once again to the safety of dark corners that she feels secure in.

Such a contrast to her sibling Tarmal, who simply flops down and chills out anywhere.........

Whats Going On..............

Whats going on?

Whose place is this?

Wheres our house?

Letting the cats out when we got back to the house today saw Pixie disappear up the passage and into my robe, where incidentally she has not moved from all day.

Tarmal was the calmest of the three, sitting with a bewildered look on his face, his eyes searching mine occasionally for some hint of what was occurring.

Spirit headed straight to the front of the house and stood for ages looking out.

Not quite what he was used to, at this point I am the only person living on the street so no gardens to go and explore for him!

I expect it looks like the moon, barren and bare.

Judging by the look on his face he is far from impressed!

Tarmal was the first to relax, I trust the other two won't be far behind him................

Enjoying The...............

Enjoying the appearance of boxes, which provided lots of nooks and crannies to play hide and seek, not to mention different places to sleep, I think that my feline trio were happy with the new layout.

Spirit seemed to be the only one of the three whom detected something not right.

Being mindful of his experience with humans moving I noticed that he was fretting, loosing weight and slightly jumpy.

Madame was getting a little braver and snuggling down in the most random places.

Tarmie found that this made the perfect bed, as I think it gave him a good view of the garden.

Packing them up a couple of days ago was invigorating.

Once they saw their cat carriers appear out of nowhere they all ran in different directions.

Thinking that Tarmie would be the easiest to catch was my mistake, after chasing the other two down one by one I spent a good quarter of an hour running after him as he tore around the house like a tornado.

Finally secured in their carriers with their beds and toys I endured the chorus of meowing that did not cease for the duration of our journey.

I do not like to leave them at the cattery, six pleading eyes and pitiful meows always makes me cry..............

On The Ground.......

On the ground once again in the Tingle Forest I was absorbed into a fantasy land.

There were many Tingle trees with these gaping holes at the base of their trunks all had the ability to transport me to a realm of faeries and unicorns.

The magical essence of the forest was weaving its spell upon me, in a daze I ambled along, lazily taking photographs completely lost in its enchantment.

And then I saw this.

The Grandmother Tingle.

Awesomely nurturing, loving and kind.

I was bewitched by her charm, mellowed by her presence, humbled by her love.

If you ever get the chance to visit Walpole in the south west of Western Australia I would recommend you come here, it is ancient and pure, and for now, mostly untouched, a rarity these days.........

The Highlight...........

The highlight of my vacation would have to be visiting the Tingle Forest.

The Tingle trees are amazing, many giants towering above the rest of the forest folk.

One of the Tingle Trees in the forest is actually the oldest Tingle Tree (Eucalyptus) in the world, the energy of the ancient mammoth was astounding, I always hug and caress trees as I pass them, much to the amusement of others, however, touching these trees was quite an experience.

Walking above the Tingle Trees is vital I learnt as they have very shallow root systems, therefor lots of tourists marching all over them would actually kill the forest, which is why they built the tree top walk I expect.

I thoroughly enjoyed this sensation, the swinging of the bridge was soothing, being high up above the ground I felt light, free, weightless.

Hearing the rustling leaves so close to my ears was amazing, the depth of their whispering made me smile, as it was far more musical than when one is on the ground, their songs infused me with joy.

I did not mind looking down either, although my friend was not sharing my enthusiasm, bless her, as I merrily walked along she was turning a funny shade of green.........

Touch.......

Touch.

How many people take it for granted?

The warmth of an embrace, the heat from an others body next to yours.

The feel of skin on skin.

Lips upon lips.

Fingertips that trace the curve of your back.

Feeling another heart, beating in rhythm with your own.

I have learnt recently though that touch does not always require that two people be in the same room, the loving touch of another can come to you in spirit form.

Dancing in with the dawn light as it softly illuminates my room, suddenly awakening me to the presence of another. The tenderness of his energy surrounds me in a cocoon of purity, love so flawlessly intimate, relentless in its potency as it infiltrates every cell of my body.

This form of touch is mystical and extraordinarily erotic it takes me to a place of unbelievable bliss, a place of beauty so intense that I am left bewildered at its power, its realness, its love..........

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Meet Cyril..........

Meet Cyril a very friendly and sociable magpie.

Cyril became my morning companion whilst on vacation, as soon as he saw movement in the house, or, a car arrive he would appear at the door and start tapping it with his beak, and if that failed to attract attention he would give you the look!

My friends had told me that Cyril would come in if the door was left ajar, the first time I tried it nothing happened, and I was told that it was Mrs Cyril who was wandering around and she, unlike her partner wouldn't venture indoors, being a patient person though I did not give up and sure enough in he wandered much to my delight.

First of all he took a slow walk around the room, he missed nothing as he paraded around, he was so serious that me made me laugh, careful not to offend him though I disguised my mirth, bless him it was priceless to watch.

Having checked the floor for any tasty crumbs he went to perch on the settee. I got a little nervous in case he had an accident and thought it wise to tempted him off, just in case.

Having a few intimate moments was so enchanting.

I would have loved to have known what he was thinking as we spent the morning together, and what his opinion was of a human home, and whether my friends are the only ones he visits like this, or whether he has a string of trained humans on call...............